Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is typically in his Courier uniform. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has worked as a Courier like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30 gp. Coral (40 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has wavy cinnamon fur. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Kite hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear tan tank tops with black pants. He wears his black fur up. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses in blue turtlenecks beneath a red coat with brown slacks. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.